Do You Still Think of Me

I ain't gunna tell the truth, nah

I don't really think of you, oh

Yeah, yea yea yea..

Do you still think of me

Sleeping in the back seat

Of that 07 white jeep

When love was reality, yeah

When love was reality, yeah

When you'd lay next to me, yeah

Now im fucked up mentally

Praying for epiphany, yeah

Do you still think of me, yea

Do you still think of me, yea

Nothing left to say

I might fall today

Bitch I hit a line

Cause I'm never okay

I just want these thoughts to

Go away

I get sick in my mind

When I feel these thoughts arise

Do you still think of me

Sleeping in the back seat

Of that 07 white jeep

When love was reality, yeah

When love was reality, yeah

When you'd lay next to me, yeah

Now im fucked up mentally

Praying for epiphany, yeah

Do you still think of me, yea

Do you still think of me, yea